Hi friends! Few weeks ago I went back to my childhood when I drew random things which had no meaning but that was like a dream. Childhood is an independent period of thinking.
We had no pressure of home work no tension for exam or no consciousness about earning. Just we lead a free life. We played, sang, ran, drew, ate but nevere thought about fate. That was the fearless period for us. Sudden I wished I were get back my childhood. But it must be funnny if I run like a child, cry for lolipop or if I want to be picked up by my mother. But there is a way to feel the child in me. Yes, that is painting. I am independent on my thinking and every adults has the child in them.
But for the social Due to social norms and obligations, we cannot express the child in us. Some even kill it. Kill the child in one's mind is like falling the flowers from a tree. A tree without a flower is just a wooden piece which serves for the nature but leaves nothing left for itself. As well as a man who killed the child in him is like that. So I think we have to raise the child in us.
We should talk with children, mix with them, make fun with them, some times do something childish also. It can relief us from the unusual stress. So I took the brush and art paper and thought like a child. I drew a circle. Then another Circle around that, then another, then another like a child. Then I colored that circles in different styles in different colours. It was seems like a fire circle around an egg pouch and some planets orbiting around the fire circle.
At last I drew some stars that seems like a strange things like a galaxy in the space. It was full of fun and no realistic thought. It was just for recall my childhood thinking.
